Greetings from Hvide Sande

Right now, I'm lying in our surprisingly cool tent waiting for Crocky to return with our ice creams. 

While camping still underwhelms me (water droplets forming on the ceilings during the night, the cold, the sand everywhere), the Viking centres we've seen so far have all been great, the weather is ok, and the landscape is gorgeous. 

More soon, love to all! 

Bork Viking Harbour

I was born in Hamburg. The city has a big harbour, and excursions to said harbour and prerequisite tours of it by boat are a school trip staple of all towns in a 50km radius. There is also the annua Hafengeburtstag a street festival celebrating the anniversary of the harbour, and plenty of other, harbour-and-boat-related activities. I get seasick and somehow never caught the any romantic ideas about a seafaring lifestyle. 

Thus at some point I did mention to Crocky that I am not, really, that interested in boats. She gave me a long look and said, "I may have bad news for you." She was not wrong. Still, the reconstructed harbour we visited was very nice. It's another living history museum and very much worth the trip. 

There were some boats. 



( This is Bork... )

( Modern Bayeux-style-tapestry on the history of the harbour )